I bought myself some new lights earlier this week and thought it a good idea to set them up in my kitchen and see how they performed with a still life shoot.
Since May 2010 I’ve been, on and off, recording my solo album, which is nearing completion thankfully. Having two expensive creative outlets is not good for the bank balance, however good it may be for the soul. I feel I should clarify that the reason I’ve taken so long to record my album is not for lack of enthusiasm or motivation but more due to a lack of expendable cash, but now that I’m a photographer money won’t be a problem any more…………… What? Stop laughing! Thanks…
So, with half the album 95% mixed I’m beginning to turn my attention to the artwork for the album sleeve. My good friend and mentor, Kerry Harrison, has kindly agreed to take some photographs of me for the front cover, probably stood next to a railway line with a Les Paul wrapped round my neck a la Bob Seger or stood on an unseen box leaning against some cool looking, larger than life, Afro-American dude brandishing a sax, like Springsteen on Born To Run or something like that. One thing I can say for definite is that it won’t bare any resemblance to the cover of Grace Jones’ Island Life.
But what of the back cover, I can almost hear you ask (I say almost, I mean, can’t). Well, I figured a night in the kitchen with some new lights (did I mention I’d bought some new lights?), a camera, some cool music (revisiting Mercury Rev’s Deserter’s Songs and The Flaming Lips’ The Soft Bulletin), a few bottles of Young’s Double Chocolate Stout (available from Morrisons, if you like that kind of thing) and a boat load of personal artefacts that somehow encapsulated what the musical and lyrical content of my album was all about, would do the trick. And, by jolly, I think it did!
I was going for something with a lot of detail that could be poured over, like the images that used to adorn those old vinyl sleeves, when the artwork was crucial to the overall experience and as engaging, if not more-so, as the music itself. Something where not everything is immediately apparent and the things that are apparent don’t necessarily show a clear correlation between the image and the music. Something that asks as many questions as it answers, something that…
Sorry, what was that?
What format is it going to be reproduced on?
*cough* CD *cough*…
No. Not vinyl.
Yes, I know CD is smaller than vi….
Yes, I know you won’t be able to s….
Well, you’ll just have to get a magnifying glass won’t you?!